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sense. If he’d thought things through he would never have done it again. He would have recognized what was going on. But he couldn’t stand to be mocked.
Ever.
He threw wave after wave of his power out. The red brilliance surrounded the Lord, obscured him. Slayde did not stop until his arm tired. After ten minutes he knew the Lord had to be dead. That level of power was akin to a nuclear time bomb, he’d seen it bring many men to their knees.
So when he dropped his arm, he was unprepared for the body that came hurtling at him with the speed and power of a charging rhino. It threw him back so hard he crashed against the rough lava rock with an ear splitting boom.
There was no time to catch his breath or regain his bearings before the rush of fists pummeled his face, his cheeks, his nose.
Snap .
Crack .
He blinked through swollen eyes, throwing up his hands in a reflexive movement to try and ward off the worst of the blows, but there’d be no stopping this onslaught. His nose crunched and his head swam. Blood started to drip.
If he threw out energy it only made it worse. The more he threw, the more powerful the Lord became. He knew he had teeth missing, that his tongue was split in two from accidentally biting down on it, all he could do was laugh. A gurgling, pitiful, broken sound. Maybe Hunter was right, maybe he was a loser. Only a loser would knowingly walk into death’s arms.
The Lord sliced through his stomach and his body quivered with surprise. This was a beating unlike any he’d ever gotten in his life.
He’d really misjudged this one.
If he had to die, then he’d die fighting. With every last drop of will he possessed, he stood tall against the constant barrage of fists.
He would die like a man, or not at all.
Chapter 5: The Lord Part 3 (Sable)
They reached the entrance to the spring echoing with the grunts and groans of a battle. Sable blinked in horror, unable to process what she saw. The Lord drove a punishing fist into Slayde’s face. He blinked and then crumpled like a broken doll to the ground.
“Sable, come on,” Hunter said in an urgent stage whisper.
The stomping of lots of feet drew closer. The Lord glanced up, sniffing the air and she knew they were seconds away from being discovered.
“You’ve got to come. We’ll get him back, but you’ve got to come. Now!” Hunter snapped.
Time slowed, so that she became aware of every minute detail. The Lord—a frightening hulk of a man—began to turn.
Synnergy was clinging to Hunter’s arms, barely hanging onto her sanity. Her fear was a palpable stench to Sable’s sensitive nose. She didn’t want to leave Slayde.
A wave of men entered through a side opening, diverting the Lord’s attention for a moment.
She tried to jerk her arm out of Hunter’s vice grip, but it was impossible. Slayde’s thick hair splayed around his swollen face like a bloody halo. She gulped, this couldn’t have happened. How had this happened? Slayde was so strong, so powerful.
“Come, damn you!” Hunter snarled, and with a swipe of his hand opened a portal, nearly pulling her arm out of socket as he yanked her through.
She didn’t feel the jump, she was so pissed. The second they landed she shoved him. “How could you leave him! How could you?”
“Sable,” he started, but she didn’t hear him.
“I hate you. We could have saved him. I hate you, Hunter!”
“Shut up!” A hand flashed out and slapped her hard across the cheek. The burn instantly brought tears to her eyes. She grabbed her stinging flesh, gazing accusingly at Synnergy who was panting with barely suppressed rage. “Don’t you see he tried to save your sorry ass? You stupid b—”
“Stop,” Hunter barked, placing one hand against Sable’s chest and the other against Synnergy’s. He needn’t have bothered. The slap had taken all the steam out of her. She wasn’t angry so much as heart sick and desperate to get Slayde back.
“Hunter,” she moaned, tears spilled
Ever.
He threw wave after wave of his power out. The red brilliance surrounded the Lord, obscured him. Slayde did not stop until his arm tired. After ten minutes he knew the Lord had to be dead. That level of power was akin to a nuclear time bomb, he’d seen it bring many men to their knees.
So when he dropped his arm, he was unprepared for the body that came hurtling at him with the speed and power of a charging rhino. It threw him back so hard he crashed against the rough lava rock with an ear splitting boom.
There was no time to catch his breath or regain his bearings before the rush of fists pummeled his face, his cheeks, his nose.
Snap .
Crack .
He blinked through swollen eyes, throwing up his hands in a reflexive movement to try and ward off the worst of the blows, but there’d be no stopping this onslaught. His nose crunched and his head swam. Blood started to drip.
If he threw out energy it only made it worse. The more he threw, the more powerful the Lord became. He knew he had teeth missing, that his tongue was split in two from accidentally biting down on it, all he could do was laugh. A gurgling, pitiful, broken sound. Maybe Hunter was right, maybe he was a loser. Only a loser would knowingly walk into death’s arms.
The Lord sliced through his stomach and his body quivered with surprise. This was a beating unlike any he’d ever gotten in his life.
He’d really misjudged this one.
If he had to die, then he’d die fighting. With every last drop of will he possessed, he stood tall against the constant barrage of fists.
He would die like a man, or not at all.
Chapter 5: The Lord Part 3 (Sable)
They reached the entrance to the spring echoing with the grunts and groans of a battle. Sable blinked in horror, unable to process what she saw. The Lord drove a punishing fist into Slayde’s face. He blinked and then crumpled like a broken doll to the ground.
“Sable, come on,” Hunter said in an urgent stage whisper.
The stomping of lots of feet drew closer. The Lord glanced up, sniffing the air and she knew they were seconds away from being discovered.
“You’ve got to come. We’ll get him back, but you’ve got to come. Now!” Hunter snapped.
Time slowed, so that she became aware of every minute detail. The Lord—a frightening hulk of a man—began to turn.
Synnergy was clinging to Hunter’s arms, barely hanging onto her sanity. Her fear was a palpable stench to Sable’s sensitive nose. She didn’t want to leave Slayde.
A wave of men entered through a side opening, diverting the Lord’s attention for a moment.
She tried to jerk her arm out of Hunter’s vice grip, but it was impossible. Slayde’s thick hair splayed around his swollen face like a bloody halo. She gulped, this couldn’t have happened. How had this happened? Slayde was so strong, so powerful.
“Come, damn you!” Hunter snarled, and with a swipe of his hand opened a portal, nearly pulling her arm out of socket as he yanked her through.
She didn’t feel the jump, she was so pissed. The second they landed she shoved him. “How could you leave him! How could you?”
“Sable,” he started, but she didn’t hear him.
“I hate you. We could have saved him. I hate you, Hunter!”
“Shut up!” A hand flashed out and slapped her hard across the cheek. The burn instantly brought tears to her eyes. She grabbed her stinging flesh, gazing accusingly at Synnergy who was panting with barely suppressed rage. “Don’t you see he tried to save your sorry ass? You stupid b—”
“Stop,” Hunter barked, placing one hand against Sable’s chest and the other against Synnergy’s. He needn’t have bothered. The slap had taken all the steam out of her. She wasn’t angry so much as heart sick and desperate to get Slayde back.
“Hunter,” she moaned, tears spilled
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